There is no ink in mine.”“When you need to write in there, send for some,” George said. “Mother, clearly, has not used that room in years, and...the ink would have dried had there been any left.” He led her to his office, which was wise considering how much there was to remember of the ground floor. After he’d closed the door, he took her in his arms and kissed her. “I do love you, you know.”“Yes, I know.” The ‘darling’s which seemed spontaneous meant more to her than the ‘I love you’s which. We had both been working and had saved enough money to start looking for our first home. Children would come next. My career, as an engineering designer, was coming along fine and Cassie was planning on being a stay at home mom, as soon as the first of the kids arrived.Cassie was as pretty as the day I started going with her. She had shoulder length brown hair with long, thick bangs coming down to her eyes. Her eyes were dark and they shined when she laughed. She was only about five three, but. She was happy old Gunther had shot his seeds all over her body. He patted her head and tugged on her pig tails telling her,"You were a very good girl to me, Heidi. Now I will make you feel very nice."The older man slid one hand under her belly and sent his fingers into her vaginal slit and right onto her clitoris. He took his other hand and scooped up a fair amount of cream from her back and lubricated her little brown hole. The touch of his finger in her pucker hole triggered a mini-orgasm. ..Stephanie."Steve risking life and limb once again, slipped in next to Debra hopingto shed a little calm sanity on the situation. "Randall ... Debra madeup Stephanie as a bad behavior deterrent to her daughters. As both Emmaand Cathy said, she used to threaten them with the same fate that befellStephanie should they not behave. Granted it was a bit morbid, butsurely now you can see, Debra never truly had a daughter namedStephanie."Randall eyed the pair suspiciously "Yes, that well may be.